
When I was about 8 years old, my mom decided one child wasn’t enough and decided to adopt a 2 year old boy. He was a horrible little brat. He swore at her and my grandma multiple times, pulled my hair, behaved nasty to every one when he didn’t get his way, and abused me and my mom physically and my mom, emotionally.
While growing up with him, I learned to avoid his mischievous behavior from stealing toy cars from his kindergarten class and little things like that. He still was very nasty to my mom but loved my dad. I was pretty much in the background because he was such a hassle to take care of but I was about 12 by the time and knew how to take care of myself somewhat.
We moved when I was 14 and I was going to start high school. He started to run away and take things from my parents. He’s screamed at my mom and told her she was an attention-whore and almost punched her. He was verbally and emotionally attacking my mom and my dad was at work all the time so he wasn’t there for most of it. He then made it so worse that he manipulated my dad to move out with him and leave my mom and I alone. It was really bad. But I didn’t know the real reason why he moved out until recently.
Now, we have moved again and I am 20 years old and going to college, my brother 14, and he started drinking, smoking pot, chewing tobacco, disrespecting the house and my mom, trying to get my dad to move out again and leave my mom, and I’m in the middle of all of this. Just about 3 weeks ago, he got arrested for drinking, hanging out with gang members, and peeing in public. He’s in a substance abuse hospital and he’s claiming to my dad through phone calls that he’s getting better. Before all of this, he said he was fine and didn’t need help.
My mom has now wrapped herself in her own misery and is blaming my dad and I that we weren’t there for her and we’re not doing enough for her. I was there for her when my dad left and helped her recover from the tragedy. I was hurting too but it doesn’t seem to bother her that I have feelings too. She screams at me when I tell her how I feel and she makes me feel like I’m not important to her. She blames my dad for not protecting her and being a “united front” with her to protect her from her horrible mistake of adopting my brother. She yells at me, saying I don’t appreciate her and the things she’s done for me and that I don’t do anything for her. She’s making me feel like I am nothing and that I have don’t everything to make her unhappy.
I feel like I’m not good enough, lonely, and unimportant. She thinks my dad and I are plotting against her because we’re spending more time with each other. We don’t want to spend time with her because she’s always stuck on my brother and how he’s treated her and that she has to do EVERYTHING. I don’t know what to do any more. She is so self-absorbed and claiming that my dad and I are selfish and self-absorbed and pretty much saying “woe is me”.
I’ve asked to help her and she turns me down. I’ve asked her to go out to lunch with me and she turns it down. She claims I don’t do anything for her or with her when all I try to do is make her feel better! I don’t know what to do any more. I need help. She won’t go to a therapist because she thinks their loads of crap and she won’t let go of her past.
I’ve been thinking of moving out with my boyfriend and starting a new chapter in my life. But I don’t think I could get a good job and keep up with rent for the apartment. I’m stuck but I want to leave. I want to be happy again. I don’t want to be blamed for something I didn’t do. I’ve tried everything, and even my dad has been trying everything to make her happy again. But the only solution she wants is my brother to be dead.